CHAPTER 439: CHAPTER 439

"Miss Wei asked me to bring this to you, saying that since you had a high fever in the past few days, you should not drink alcohol," the servant said.

Jiang Moxi immediately placed the orange juice back onto the servant’s tray, "Return it to her and watch her drink it."

Fu Youhan stared at the glass of orange juice, his eyes narrowing slightly.

So, there’s something wrong with this orange juice?

The servant was somewhat at a loss: "Miss Xi, I’m afraid I can’t do that."

Even if Wei Su’s status in the Feng Family wasn’t as high as Miss Xi’s, she was still someone they couldn’t afford to offend.

Just then, Feng Yu came over: "Go change the glass and say it was me who sent it, make sure she drinks it."

Because he, too, suddenly remembered that Wei Su seemed very eager to send treats to Xixi recently.

Could it be, she wants to tamper with Xixi’s food?

The servant, upon receiving instructions from Feng Yu, nodded gratefully before turning to carry out the task.

Fu Youhan witnessed Feng Yu’s nearly blind indulgence and pampering of Jiang Moxi, which intensified his sense of crisis.

Thus, he could only compete in secret, peeling quite a few crabs for Jiang Moxi...

Wei Su was outside at the banquet, laughing and chatting with several of Emperor City’s famous ladies.

"Miss Wei Su, your high-end custom dress from Yunshang looks really good tonight."

"Not at all, the dresses you all are wearing look great too."

Wei Su and the ladies complimented each other, but her heart wasn’t really in it.

Before Jiang Moxi returned to the Feng Family, Wei Su didn’t mind not being seated at the main table.

But as soon as Jiang Moxi returned to the Feng Family, even taking a seat at Old Master Feng’s birthday banquet main table, Wei Su felt uneasy inside.

So she was eager to destroy Jiang Moxi’s favorable image in the eyes of the Feng Family.

She had earlier prepared a glass of fresh orange juice in the kitchen and added something to it before having someone send it to Jiang Moxi.

As long as Jiang Moxi thought it was sent from the kitchen and drank it directly, she would soon make a fool of herself at Old Master Feng’s birthday banquet.

From then on, whenever anyone from the Feng Family saw Jiang Moxi, they would be disgusted.

On such an important occasion, they would no longer arrange for Jiang Moxi to sit at the main table.

And just then, another servant brought her a glass of orange juice.

"The master ordered this to be brought to you..." the servant said.

At first, seeing that it was orange juice, Wei Su’s alarm bells rang, thinking Jiang Moxi might have noticed something.

But when she heard it was sent by Feng Yu and that the glass was different, Wei Su’s heart brightened immediately.

And the ladies who had just been complimenting Wei Su were very perceptive.

Seeing the smile on Wei Su’s lips, they quickly praised, "It seems Mr. Feng Yu is paying more and more attention to Miss Wei Su."

"Miss Wei Su, your wedding with Mr. Feng Yu must be coming soon, right? Could you let me be a bridesmaid if you have a ceremony?"

"Not even close! Don’t talk nonsense."

Wei Su said this on the surface, but her smile grew even brighter.

That glass of fresh orange juice also went sip by sip into her stomach.

Wei Su even thought, in fact, Feng Yu wasn’t completely indifferent to her.

Look, she wasn’t seated at the main table now, but didn’t Feng Yu still care about her, even sending someone to bring her orange juice to drink?

Right after Wei Su finished the fresh orange juice, a commotion suddenly erupted at the entrance of the banquet.

"Oh my God."

"What’s going on!"

Hearing the commotion at the entrance, Wei Su, who considered herself half a member of the Feng Family, also quickly got up to check.

At the entrance, she saw a tall figure, slowly approaching.

After several years, the man had become even more composed, his eyes alternating between wisdom and tranquility.

The sharpness of the old days seemed to be all retracted, like a transcendent king...

Wei Su wiped her eyes several times, thinking she had seen wrong.

But no matter how many times she rubbed her eyes, she saw the same face.

It was Feng Ming!

He had returned.

Returned from hell.

Watching the man approach with unstoppable momentum, Wei Su felt her legs trembling.

"Feng Ming..."

Jiang Moxi had hinted vaguely before that Feng Ming might return.

But after waiting a whole day without seeing Feng Ming, Wei Su thought that Jiang Moxi was merely trying to scare her.

It was not until this very moment when the man actually stood in front of her that Wei Su realized the extent of her panic.

"You, how come you’re back?"

But Feng Ming merely glanced at Wei Su lightly, his face neither stern nor reproachful, nothing at all.

Yet it made Wei Su feel an invisible pressure spreading through the air, scaring her to the point of falling to the ground.

And Feng Ming did not pay her any attention after that, instead heading towards the main table behind the screen.

It wasn’t until Feng Ming had strode away that Wei Su’s tears finally spilled over.

At this point, the banquet attendees were still discussing.

"It’s Feng Ming, really Feng Ming."

"Wasn’t he already dead? How come he suddenly came back?"

Some people, curious, even followed behind to catch a glimpse beyond the screen.

Once Feng Ming entered beyond the screen, nearly everyone looked at him as if they had seen a ghost.

Only Old Master Feng was exceptionally excited, crying tears of joy on the spot.

"Ah Ming, my Ah Ming! You’ve finally come back. I knew you would return safely."

He leaned on his cane, striding quickly towards Feng Ming.

Feng Ming was also overwhelmed with emotion, stepping forward to embrace the old man.

"Grandfather, I’m sorry! I’ve made you wait so long..." Feng Ming’s voice was much more hoarse.

"Don’t apologize to me, it’s good that you’re back."

After expressing their mutual longing, Feng Ming then turned to look at the still stunned Feng Yu and cracked a smile.

"Ah Yu, I’m back. Are you happy?"

Feng Yu, realizing his own lapse, quickly concealed the complex expression in his eyes and sneered, "Of course, I’m happy. You’re my big brother, I’m of course happy that you’re alive and back."

"That’s good. From now on, we brothers should run the Feng Family well together." Feng Ming said with a lift of his brows.

Feng Yu knew full well that with those words, Feng Ming had made it clear that the struggle for control of the Feng Family had officially begun!

"Brother, welcome back." Jiang Moxi was the first to raise her juice glass to Feng Ming.

Feng Ming flashed her a wicked smile, "Thank you, Xixi."

Fu Youhan also quickly made his stance known, "Big brother, I congratulate you on your safe return!"

Feng Yu immediately gave Fu Youhan a cold look, as if to mock his flip-flopping nature.

Fu Youhan ignored Feng Yu’s cold gaze because he understood the importance of taking sides.

Jiang Moxi supported Feng Ming.

And as Fu Youhan would marry and follow his wife, naturally he would also support Feng Ming.

Feng Ming had some complaints about Fu Youhan implicating Jiang Moxi in danger.

But with the big problem of Feng Yu in front of him, he only said to Fu Youhan, "Let’s catch up properly when you have time in the next few days!"

Fu Youhan was also well aware that Feng Ming intended to settle accounts with him later.

However, he also knew that he owed Feng Ming an explanation, so he didn’t avoid the issue, "I’ll wait for big brother’s notice."

While Feng Ming and Feng Yu were still engaged in their subtle battle, Wei Su made her way behind the screen at this moment...